The true secret of Ding Zi Jue is to use the power of space to limit the body and soul world.

Therefore, the Dingzi Jue used by the two white-robed high priests was completely useless to him.

"This is my mission, no one can get involved in it."

Sword Lord Thirteen stared at the sky above, where there were tens of thousands of human sacrifices on the rosy clouds, and calmly said this sentence.

Seeing that he ignored the Ding Zi Jue, Ji Yun and Ji Hai were shocked, and the whole audience was silent.

"Why did he..."

Guikui Shanjun was even more confused and shocked. Sword Lord Thirteen followed Izanagi's instructions and came to the Maitreya Realm to guard Chen Yu's arrival, and then killed him.

But now when encountering Ji Zu, for Sword Lord Thirteen, he doesn't even need to take action, Chen Yu and his party may be in danger.

But he went against the grain and actually tried to stop Ji Zu, which made Lord Guikui not understandable.

"Do you think you are stronger than Bai Luo?"

Ji Yun and Ji Hai are talking from a high position, looking down.

Bai Luo's technique was temporarily restricted. If the evil person in front of him stepped in and the power of the Ding Zi Jue was broken away, it would be a fierce battle again.

"It doesn't hurt to try."

Sword Lord Thirteen spoke calmly, then suddenly raised his sword.

Buzz!

The rain of swords from heaven and earth appeared, and the cold light went straight away, colliding with the reshaped golden curse in the sky again, shattering it along the way, and actually opened a gap!

Ji Yun and Ji Hai looked solemn, and they were not slacking off either. This unknown evil master was in the late stage of the Saint King, but because he practiced very sharp swordsmanship, his combat power was even stronger.

But compared to Bai Luo, the pressure is smaller.

Since the Ding Zi Jue is useless, other techniques should be used.

The ten fingers changed shape again, and a huge palm print appeared from the top of the sky, breaking through countless clouds in an instant and pressing towards Sword Lord Thirteen.

"Order of Mountains and Seas!"

The sound of heaven is rolling and the divine power is mighty.

The palm print can cover hundreds of miles of the sky, and the crushing pressure makes the whole Wushan tremble. As it comes along the way, the dust particles are wiped out, and the earth continues to collapse.

But in Sword Lord Thirteen's eyes, there was no fear at all.

I saw him rising into the sky, the sword in his hand flashing like a ray of light, piercing the sky and roaring.

"This sword controls the soul!"

There were thunderous sounds, air splitting across the sky, and the terrifying edge swept across the Wushan boundary. The moment it collided with the palm prints of the mountains and seas, it turned into a shock wave of annihilation, causing turmoil for thousands of miles.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai frowned, realizing that the lines of the Mountain and Sea Order were disappearing. The ultimate sword edge was already comparable to Bai Luo's Yin Yang Ruins, and its twisting and crushing effect!

If it weren't for the restriction of Ding Zi Jue, Bai Luo's strength alone would be enough to plunge them into a fierce battle. Now that Sword Master Thirteen's power was equally destructive, the two immediately understood that they could not delay any longer.

"Please all of you, please work together to defeat the enemy!"

The clear drink spread, and tens of thousands of human beings on the clouds made sacrifices in an instant, and the true energy fluctuations roared up, causing the heaven and earth to change color.

"Order of Mountains and Seas!"

The sound and thunder are wanton, and the pressure increases instantly.

In addition to the power of the two white-robed high priests, huge palm prints appeared again on the top of the sky.

They pressed forward, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and bombarded them heavily. The moment they touched, Sword Master Thirteen's ten thousand-foot-long sword shadow immediately collapsed.

This is a deep-rooted confrontation belonging to the Golden Crow tribe, and it is also a combined attack of tens of thousands of human sacrifices. The strength of the thirteen sword masters alone is no different than striking an egg against a stone.

After the sword shadow collapsed, everything along the way perished.

There was a blood mist spreading across the side, and his right arm suddenly flew into ashes and was annihilated. The soul of his sword was trembling, but there was still no crack in it until it was suppressed and flew away into the distance.

However, even so, Sword Lord Thirteen did not take a step back. He had the faith that he didn't know where he came from, and actually turned his body into a sword to once again resist the power of the palm prints that filled the sky.

This kind of picture fell into the eyes of Guikui Shanjun and was shocking.

"What on earth...is he doing for?"

Lord Guikuishan could not understand the meaning of Sword Lord Thirteen’s move.

In the Yue Cry Chariot, Ji Zu looked calmly down, with the fragrance of tea beside him, and took a sip.

"What kind of demon dares to be the enemy of Buzhou Mountain?" He shook his head and when he put down the teacup, a chill suddenly hit him and went straight to his spine.

There was a momentary pause in the movement, and after looking towards the battlefield, a sonic explosion crackled in the ears, the entire chariot shook with a roar, and tea splashed all over the floor.

Boom!

The wind was fierce, Yin Luo opened his eyes, and all the power of Ding Zi Jue was destroyed.

The palm prints that gathered together thousands of mountains and seas were all ruthlessly destroyed, pierced through with one finger!

Wushan returned to its original appearance, and the screams of the two white-robed high priests came from the front, and the vision turned into chaos and could not be seen clearly.

Chen Luoli and Wuyue regained their mobility in an instant. While gasping for air, they looked at Chen Yu who was sitting cross-legged with pale expressions.

I don't know when, but he has absorbed all the origins of the witch ancestors.

The index finger hangs in the air, extinguishing all the blue waves.

"Old friend, you're fine." Chen Yu whispered, but there was a ghostly voice lingering, covering the world, making the world fall into a dense landscape.
Chapter completed!